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The Madness of Gurgling Rivers

I am addicted to the madness of the gurgling rivers that weep in silence, And the lofty pine and spruce trees that whisper something in my ears. I am sure, I understand what they have to say. Sometimes, I too feel it that way. Hope one day they realise. We both are built from stardust….

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Heading Back to the Mountains- Nature Poetry

ByPragati Chauhan

“When the roads become isolated, and the green starts painting the mountains. When suddenly, the clatter transforms into melodious silence, you know you are heading back to the mountains. When the kids with apple-blush cheeks, wave you from the distant hills, and industrious women pass by, with heavy anklets jingling on their feet, You start…